... if he was lucky! Then it would be Saturday again and Linda and her young friends would be back.... Oh God! Over and over again, getting worse and worse, deeper and deeper... When he got home, he parked his car and went into his house. Mrs. Whitford was sitting out on her porch but he kept his head down and pretended not to see her smiling down at him. He cleaned up and had a bite to eat. He was just clearing the dishes when the phone rang. He thought about not answering it, but the memory of his long night at the lake made him remember he had no choice. He picked up the phone and meekly said: "Hello?" "Hello Tommy!" Karen's voice giggled in his ear. "It's Thursday night! I want you at my place in 30 minutes, don't keep me waiting!" She gave him the address and directions and told him to hurry right over. Twenty-five minutes later he was parking his car in the visitor's lot of Karen's condo on the other side of town. He found the right unit and rang the bell. The door opened and Karen greeted him in a pair of very tiny shorts and a tank top. She had a can of beer in her hand and smiled as she let him in. "Karen, please... This has gone on long enough. You wouldn't believe what those crazies have been putting me through. I know you're a nice girl; can't we talk about this like adults?" Karen put her beer down on a small table then hauled back and slapped him full force across the face. She reached back and hit him a second time on the same cheek. "Owwwww!" he cried, startled. As he held his cheek he saw Karen's smile turn into a sneer. "I'm a nice girl?! You want to talk to me like an adult?! Down on your knees, this instant!" She swung her hand back again and held it poised, ready for another slap as she stared into his eyes with contempt. In an instant her mood had changed completely. Tommy dropped to his knees in front of her, still rubbing his smarting cheek. "Beverly called me this afternoon and gave me a complete rundown on what you've been through this week. I thought it was hilarious! Having your cousin Kathy see you over at Marie's must have been a real shocker, huh? Did you enjoy that? I just bet you did, you little pervert! And I just LOVED the pictures Beverly sent me of what those young girls did to you on Saturday! I laughed my ass off! And you have the nerve to call me a 'nice girl'! I have half a mind to slap your little ass all over this town tonight. |